The National Museum
The big kids spent the night at Adda and Halli’s, and loooved it. I looooved not having to deal with them this morning, because Emma went to sleep super late, I went to bed even later, Emma woke up way too many times, and then was wide awake by 7 am. To add insult to sleep-deprived injury, she then only took a short nap around 9 am, waking me up from my slumber at some horrendous sleep-cycle point, which left me more tired than before the nap.
Boohoo.
Anyway. I ate lunch (and dark chocolate) and then went and picked the kids up at 1 pm. We then drove to the National Museum of Iceland (Þjóðminjasafnið) where we met up with Guðrún and Bragi and strolled around. It’s one of those museums I’ve driven past a thousand times, I’ve visited the cafe there a few times, but not actually entered since I was a wee girl. (Entering costs money.)
The museum was surprisingly beautiful, and had a lot of interesting things. I’ll have to visit someday without the kids to really get a good look at it though!
Bjarki trying on some serious battle gear in the kiddie room.
Guðrún helping him see better.
Yours truly.
Checking out actual chain mail. It’s 12 kg (26 lbs)!
Emma’s getting to the age where she prefers sitting to see what’s around her to lying flat and comfortable on her back.
The kids boggled at the old fashioned telephone. It would have been cooler though if they’d had two that were interconnected and working… 🙂
I completely forgot to take pictures of the museum itself. It’s been modernized since I last visited it some, uh, twenty years ago (?) and it actually looks really good. I’d like to visit it some day without children, so that I can actually look at the displays! This picture is not representative at all, but this carousel of things was the last thing we looked at before heading downstairs for some hot chocolate at the cafe.
After the cafe, Guðrún dragged me into the souvenir shop and there we found some really cool and sturdy wooden shields and swords with scabbards. Yes, yes, weapons are all kinds of bad, but I think it may do the kids good to figure out ways to play with play-weapons without injuring each other. I hope. Here they’re ‘guarding’ Emma!
The kids wasted no time and painted both swords when we got home! Here’s Anna’s black sword and…
… Bjarki’s yellow one.